in the light, bruising shadows shun
the moon and stars,
the wind who blows,
the nightly wishes – rivers of hope
seaside moments, poured out on the sand
remembering the silence
of yesterday’s sin – her secrets
no longer mute, but hesitant to tell
what has been, the truth
stirs her tears, her fears, the years
overflowing with soundless dread
remembering the pain that is
all a...
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